Chapter 8
The next hour was the most awkward conversation he ever had with his father. He kept saying things like 'you matter Kurt' and 'don't throw yourself around'. "Kurt…this was a complete stranger that you went home with! You slept with someone you barely spoke to. You didn't know what kind of person he was. What possessed you do such a thing? Huh?"
Kurt didn't say anything.
"You're keeping things from me." Burt said, with a hurt look in his eyes. "You've been keeping things from me for a very long time, Kurt. I wish you'd talk to me. That guy Inias said that this wasn't the first time he saw you there. Kurt please talk to me. I want to understand why you'd put yourself in danger like that."
Kurt looked away from his father.
"Kurt!" His father demanded.
Kurt's eyes snapped to him. "Fine! You want to know…I'm a hunter. I hunt the supernatural—ghosts, vampires—I just helped get rid of a witch today! And when I was eight I fucked up a signed over my soul to a demon, so ten years later I can be ripped into shreds by hellhounds and have my soul sent to Hell. You know—the way mom died." The things he kept from his father for years, just came flowing out.
"And now I just discovered I'm half-angel, and Heaven's going to want to put me to death for it. Yes,Heaven. So I just wanted to live before whichever side gets to me first ends up ganking me. And yes that means fucking random strangers in seedy gay bars." Kurt released the breath he was holding.
Burt stared at him. He let out a disappointed sigh. "You're so much like your mother. You two even lie to me the same way." He muttered. "Fine, I you don't want to talk to me, I'm sending you to someone equipped to deal with these things. I'm making an appointment for you to go see Emma Pillsbury until she can get to the bottom of this."
Kurt wanted to protest. "I'm doing this for your own good. Give me your phone."
"What?"
"Are there any other men?"
"No…well there was this other guy. But I actually knew him…sort of."
"Give me your phone." Kurt reluctantly handed over his phone. He was glad he didn't call his male hunter acquaintances enough to have to have them listed as contacts. He managed to get away before Blaine could give him his phone number. He liked him enough, but the other boy wanted something he couldn't give. Really the only guys on his contact list were his dad, Finn…and Dean and Sam.
He looked up and saw that his father had the phone pressed to his ear. This was going to be mortifying.
"How'd it go?" He heard on the other end.
"Are you having sex with my son too?" Kurt heard someone sputter on the other line. "Dean, what's wrong? Is Kurt alright?" He heard Sam ask.
"That's disgusting. Kurt is my—wait is this Burt Hummel?"
"That's right. Who are you to my son?"
"I'm…uh…his teacher. I substituted for his glee coach one day, and I've been giving him tips ever since." Thank you Dean. Kurt thought.
"So if I called the school now and asked if a Dean ever taught there, that would be the truth."
"You got it."
"Huh." Burt hung up the phone. To Kurt's relief he didn't call Sam. He didn't know how they were going to explain him.
"Son, I care about you. I'm not going to ground because I don't think you'll respond well to that. Lets see…you already do most of the chores…hmm, gotta do something about that. An extra hour in the garage after school, and Finn goes with you wherever go from now on, until I think I can trust you again. That sound good?"
Kurt nodded. That was actually pretty reasonable. "Good, don't do this again. You're sixteen, and I understand you want sex. But not like this. It's dangerous, and next time it could be someone that's not so nice. You understand?"
"Yes."
Kurt headed downstairs to his room. That could have gone a lot worse. He was reminded again why he loved his father so much.
He collapsed on his bed. Between dealing with Thad and Sebastian, and that conversation with his father, he was exhausted. He decided he would take a nap first, and he could explain to Dean in an awkward phone call…
Kurt snapped up and grabbed the knife under his pillow. There was someone in his room!
He turned his head, and there was Inias standing right there. "You! What are you doing here? How did you get in here?" He couldn't be a demon. The devil traps should have prevented one from entering.
"Who are you?" Kurt demanded.
Suddenly his lamp began flickering, and the shadow of wings appeared behind Inias. "I am the archangel Inias."
Kurt backed up. Was it his execution already? He hadn't done anything to alert the angels. How did they found out about? Kurt had sinking feeling in his stomach. Was he somehow betrayed?
"I'm not here to kill you." Inias said.
"Really. And I'm supposed to just believe you because…why?"
"Because if I wanted to kill you, you would have already have been dead."
"Then why are you here?"
"To see my brother." Inias replied.
"…Your brother?"
"Raquel. Or Burt as you know him. I've been searching for him since he went missing. I finally found him, in a human body, and with a family."
"What about me, then? Aren't I the great embarrassment to Heaven or something? You're not here to kill me?"
"Kurt, none of the other angels know I'm here. I came on my own. I don't want to kill you—I want to help you."
"Help me? Why would you want to help me?"
"Because I loved Raquel."
Kurt looked at him strangely. "Like Loved him, loved him?"
"Kurt, Raquel is my brother."
"…And you're my uncle. That didn't stop you from having sex with me. Wait, I had sex with an angel…that's my uncle. Wow. And I thought my life was messed up before."
Inias looked annoyed. "Are you done? I did that with you to prove a point."
"What point?"
"That what were you doing really was dangerous. You were bringing attention to yourself. If I could find you, another angel could have just as easily have found you as well. Or a demon. And then where would you be?"
"…You didn't have to have sex with me to prove that point."
Inias twitched and tried to change the subject. "Do you know what your father's job in Heaven was, Kurt?"
Kurt shook his head. "He was like the sheriff of the angels. He kept order. If he was there the apocalypse would never have happened the way it did, nor would the unfortunate situation with Castiel. Even now, Heaven is still in disorder. Raquel needs to come back and put things back the way they should be.
"I loved him and looked up to him. He was fair and just. The conversation that you had with him demonstrated that about him. Even in his human form. But his wrath is great towards anyone who would hurt those closest to him. In this case, that's you. I'm going to find a way to bring back his memories as angel and his powers. But until then, I need to help you because that to would be what he wanted."
"But even if you feel that way, another angel might not. They would still execute me." Kurt said.
Inias shook his head. "Kurt, I can't tell another angel about this. Your father's state, who do you think is powerful enough to do that to him? Especially an archangel as powerful as he was? Only another angel. So until I can get to the bottom of this I can't trust another angel."
"Okay, so how can you help me?" He asked.
"I can train you. Once you get your powers, you'll need to know how to use them. And then you'll have a least a fighting chance against the other angels." That was a valid point.
"Okay. I guess l really have nothing to lose here. I can't keep this from my cousins, though. I'll need to tell them about this. And I'll tell you, they won't trust you as easily as I did."
"That's fine. I'm prepared to deal the likes of the Winchesters. I'll take you to them now." Inias grabbed Kurt's arm.
They appeared in Sam and Dean's motel room. Sam was working on the computer. Dean was eating a honeybun. A piece of honeybun fell out of Dean's mouth as it hung open.
They four of them stared silently for a second, and then Dean stood up. "Stand back Kurt. I'll take care of this ass clown."
"Dean, it's okay." Kurt assured him. "He's here to help." Kurt told Sam and Dean what he and Inias had discussed.
"You fucked an angel, Kurt?" Dean smirked.
"Don't forget he's my uncle too." Kurt added gloomily.
"Guys." Sam looked at them impatiently. "How do we know we can trust you? We trusted an angel before and look where that got us." Sam said to Inias.
Inias looked at them sadly. "The incident with Castiel was unfortunate, but I can't be held accountable for what he's done." He sighed. "If you can't trust me, can you trust that I love my brother, and I would do anything for him? You two can understand that certainly."
Dean frowned. "We could understand that…except you have other brothers. How do we know you don't have loyalties to them?"
Inias was going to say something, but Kurt cut him off. "Guys, it's like I told Inias. I really don't have anything to lose. It doesn't matter if he betrays me or not. Either way I'm going to die. At least this way, if Inias really is telling the truth, I might have a fighting chance."
Dean sighed. "Then it won't matter if we don't trust you. Kurt already made his decision on this. But remember this. We know angels can be killed. We will hunt you down."
Inias nodded. "I suppose that is the best that I can get from you. But I need Raquel back in out ranks. I have no intention of incurring Raquel's wrath."
"That's another thing." Dean said. "Why can't you just unlock Burt, or whatever his deal is?"
"The seal on him is very complex. It will need to be undone slowly and carefully, or it will destroy him completely. Whoever put the seal on him made sure it was very secure."
"So you'll get started on taking off the seal now, right?" Kurt asked.
Inias smiled ruefully. "Actually, now that Burt knows about…our night together, he's not going to want me close. He needs to be calm of mind, and awake as the seal is undone."
"You probably should have thought of that before you blabbed to my dad about that." Kurt said dryly.
"That's why I'm going to teach you how to do it." Inias told Kurt.
"What?! I can't do that. What if I mess up? He'll get destroyed or whatever."
"Then that's your incentive not to mess up then."
"Well if you're going to help Kurt, can you help us with this leviathan problem, then?" Sam cut in.
Inias stood contemplative for minute. "Leviathans are older than angels. I don't know how we would fare against them. I'll look into it." Sam nodded.
"Great. If we're all agreed that Inias isn't going to kill me, I need to go home. I'm going to have a hard time explaining to my dad where I was if he sees I'm not there."
Kurt quickly said his goodbyes to his cousins, and after Dean shot Inias a pointed glare, they left.
They appeared back in Kurt's room, and Inias spoke to Kurt again.
"There is one other thing you should know. That deal you made…things work differently when it's done between demon and angel. Those contracts work between demon and human, and between demons, but with angels, even as a half angel… the hellhounds will come for you, once the allotted time is up, but the angels will do everything to keep your soul out of Hell. They know what the demons would use your soul for. Both sides will fight for it."
"Is-is that a good thing? I mean, angels are stronger, right?"
Inias smiled sadly. "Kurt the angels aren't just going to want to kill you because you're 'Heaven's embarrassment'. They need to kill you immediately you so they can hide your soul from them. Kurt, your soul has a bounty on it. Tread carefully. Demons, I can handle, and I'll do all I can for you, but if you're discovered, and the force the entire garrison comes for you, I won't be able to help you."
